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{u. n. l. v.
Wusup! to my nigga kel, third ward is the house
Mac melph calio, r.i.p. pimp daddy, kilo ya with me, wusup hahahaha

Chorus:
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
'em bleed to death
Ya played with the tec-9 now ya yo last breath

{lil' ya}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em bleed to
Ya with the lil' ya now ya takin' yo last breath

Chorus: boy}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em to death
Ya played the yella boy now ya takin' yo last breath


I got to get my dash on my back window is startin' to
I look I see nigga's bustin' I'm out numbered
take my head off, but I was kind of lucky
These nigga's slipped, and bustin', but couldn't get me
Had to put my monte carlo got myself an forty-five
my nigga, who live close around the way
Now I got to find that nigga, I'm gonna stalk nigga
I'm gonna show yo ass, how to keep the finger on the
Like john wayne, I'm handy with the steel it's time to kill
Man I handle my business on the real

ya}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up, bullets at yo ass
Now it's to make a third ward dash
But first hear me out motherfuckers and indorse yo
You makin' me sick all that hoe shit you got on
My nerves, I had to get my strap and go bam!
You say I'm insane, now it's to let my
nut's hang and spit on you nigga's
I don't star's on my chest to make my fuckin' name bigger
I'm the capital y-a the three u.n.l.v.
You repped on me, now I got to ya "g"
I can feel ya, look in my eyes guaranteed you
See no disguise, 'cause I'm real ain't no boy in me
I was an hustler, and now I'm a "g"
I got real nigga's by my side, don't fuck with the fake
This is for you disser's now I I'm on yo mind

{yella
Money in the power brand new bauer
Off up this day, I don't know why that shit was sour
You was supposed to be my from the old school
good guy gone bad in the game, that shit ain't cool
We used to ball, back up in the park when we was small
He saw me on the set, he told me to give him a call
I hit him all alone eight o'clock we to meet
Claim he had dope, cliental in the fuckin'
He said for three g's he hook me up real
I him it was on the bin and I didn't know how I felt
We meet by the old dump, them people hot
Glad I had my pistol, when I left I my glock
I got there, he was ready to make the switch
Raise out my car, I hear some noise from the fuckin'
It was a nigger, try'na kill me, I'm smooth a canon
I jetted off bustin', I'm a 'em I'll be back


Fool I grew here, not flew here and bitches new here
You pulled out yo gun and didn't use it, you lost yo
I'm a take nine, and empty the whole clip bitch
Sixteen up in that ass, one more when ya hit the
How you know, somebody rappin' fire up in luger
I haven't a nigga like this cry before
You best's to run when ya the sound of my gun go
Bluka! bluka! like lil' g, y'all stop a killer
A drug dealer, a stealer cap pillar
I'm known uptown for realer then a
Twenty dollar with skills to make a peal
Don't slip up, don't fuck up 'cause have to
Pop you up

ya}
Boom boom boom, it's the sound you dead
With a bullet in yo motherfuckin'
I'm comin' out the motherfuckin' 1-2-3 and yes
I'm these motherfuckers up constantly and
know they can't handle me
Them nigga's bein' labeled as a third "g"
Leave a nigga in a ditch, I leave you stankin'
Go to yo house and fuck yo bitch and yo family
With them tear's in eye's how did he die?
As they cry, as cry

boy}
Slicky grease I'm back, my nigga's and they gat's 'cause
You tried to take my life, just to make yo fuckin' meal's
Seven guy's told me, yo first mind never you wrong
Face to face motherfucker, now you know on
The time, I went out like a fuckin' soldier
A sloppy job on yo car, I'm back like I told'cha
Yo eye's buck, as you was talkin' on a pay
You tried to reach, it's to late in yo dome
Yo froze in the car in a state of shock
Tec got the tec and got to poppin' till he the glock
I'm not the one, we fuck shit up and see
we violatin' out of our territory
But when we come, we gonna come and get the job
Fuck all that figurin' and frontin' and twerk up if ya some
We left 'em bleedin', start to greetin' back stabbin'
The war is on, so it on 'cause next's on the list
The rest of you worker's stand down that funny shit

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